“You’re lying.”
“What makes you say that?”
“You have to be.”
I refused to believe her—she couldn’t be telling the truth! She just couldn’t. Didn’t she think that I would know if there was something different about me? For goodness sake, I was normal. Completely normal. She was spinning a web of lies, but I wasn’t about to allow myself to get caught in it. I refused to.
“No, Hera. I don’t have to be lying, just because you don’t like what I’m telling you. You came here for answers, and now that you’re getting them, you’re unhappy. Tell me, what am I supposed to do now? Stop giving you answers?”
It felt like my legs were about to give out beneath me, like I was about to fall onto the floor. It felt like it was becoming harder and harder to breathe too, because m
